Chapter 11

I’m fucking glad that tomorrow isn’t a working day, I can’t lift my ass to work anymore, it’s fucking exhausting and stressful. What mama needs right now is good food and a great sleep, thinking of food I don’t wanna order any food from Amee's diner, I don’t want that fucker delivery guy on my doorstep again, like seriously am still in shock that he thought I am gonna have sex with him, hello! I’m Tara, I’m way out of his league.

Once I got out of the car, I head to my apartment, walking out of the elevator, I came across a horrifying image of Maria and Kyle; their bodies were pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as their lips pressed together. I don’t know if it’s just me or does Maria waits for my arrival outside her door, and damn it! How did she even arrive before me? And worse of it is that, did they have to do that in public, what’s the use of them leaving together if they can’t fuck themselves inside the apartment. I’m pretty sure that bitch just wants